Tuesday, September 20, 2011

presence

Dear Occupant,
or
To Whom it May Concern:

We regret to inform you of the optimal decline
of your everloving aurora of invisibility,
it has come to our attention
and we pass along to you
the aforementioned inclination
a dilemma
hyphenated parenthetical
of utmost importance
inasmuch to say
simply and without delay
regret or spasm...
your warranty is up,
nuts are loose
toes are juiced
ears screwed on too tight
and various accoutrements of convenience
just
not
right.
Please post yourself directly
for realignment and etcetera,
signing on the dotted line
of course
and leaving amount disclosed
blank, incomplete, alphabetically transposed
for further introspection by inspectors,
namely numbers 9
& 5
who lack names origins and platelets
much as you do, you metalized hack,
respond without comment, in person
or as you please, come as you are
bring a date, but RSVP
and BYOB or smattering of grease
in a vacuum packed bag,
you never can tell,
pie plates are all the rage
and whipped cream...
but that's extra.

7 comments:

Brian Miller said...

i think i might pay extra for the whipped cream...a fun little rip...oh my, my warranty up...i dont mind the screws loose...

flux biota. said...

sounds like the robot or occupant needs a tune up. or a beer.

Baino said...

It's BYOG here Bring Your Own Grog . . what good's a bottle without the juice in it?

Tom said...

aha, true. bring your own beer this side of the pond.

we don't do grog

JeffScape said...

Did you just fire Jim Caldwell???

erin said...

for realignment and etcetera!!!

jokes aside, this is a great tongue in cheek modern kiss my ass, i'm done, poem. love it, tom.

xo
erin

Tom said...

adios amigos!